“What, big brother isn’t here so you can’t make up your mind?” Sanzu can’t help but taunt him instead of giving a direct answer, sifting through the various shirts that had been thrown his way prior. After a few moments he holds up one to himself, humming as he envisions himself in it and after another heartbeat, shrugs and decides it’s good enough. He doesn’t bother to turn away, unfazed by Rindou’s presence as he begins to unbutton his own shirt, talking aloud as he does so.
“So, what’s our game plan? Should we hide out ‘til things calm down or should we get the jump on them first?”
Sanzu discards his bloodied shirt on the floor, kicking it under the bed as he pulls on his new shirt, buttoning it up and adjusting his cuffs. A small groan sounds from the floor and Sanzu glances back over at the man, turning to deliver a swift kick to his ribs - earning another pained groan.
“Oh shut up, you’re fine! He’s fine, right?” The pink haired man smiles to Rindou as he taps his fingers against his chin, humming to himself. “… He might be trouble though, so I think we ought to deal with him. Say, let’s lock him in the bathroom.” He bends down, giving a small grunt as he grabs the man by his arms and hoists him into an upright position. Sanzu pauses to catch his breath, glancing back up at Rindou with a pout.
“Hey, give me a hand here.. he’s fucking heavy.”
“ Shut it , I can make my own decisions. ” Rindou scowls , snatching the clothes without further thought. He doesn’t need his big brother for everything , okay — ? It’s just convenient to leave fashion to the ones who seem to live for the newest in-season shoes.
— and listen if his “boss,” is going to flash him , Rindou has no qualms about that either. The weights he lifts aren’t for show , and he’s never had any reservations about showing off what he’s got. Peeling off his own clothes ( goodbye brand names ) for the trashy man’s he’s half way to dressing when the pathetic man starts making noise once again.It’s instinct to start hitting first and asking questions later , so he joins in with kicking the groaning man. “ He’s not going to be fine soon if he doesn’t shut up. ”
He doesn’t so much has help move the bloody man into the bathroom , but rather uses his foot to shuffle the man along. It’s a little funny watching Sanzu do most of the work , so he puts in the barest amount of effort. Suddenly stopping his aid, he here’s a ruckus at the door. Softly he pads , peering out of the peephole in the door. He mouths at Sanzu “ There’s a couple of them out there right now. Let’s drag them in and beat some answers out of them. ”
